"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I am below everything.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
kind of mythopoesis
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
"Put a blanket."
magnetisation/form
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
so the method has to be autonomous
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.division of reality is straying away from it
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49